confesses and inquires a little too quickly for the prude in me.
"Because if you're talking to me, odds are you are an ex-addict or addict.", I confidently reply.
That tends to be the story of my life. I can be in Boise, Idaho on a potato farm, and the one man who will gravitate to me as bees do to honey will be the ex-ADDICT.
Please, don't get me wrong. I fully support and encourage a descent into the depths of hell, fighting and facing your demons, and emerging the Victor. Robert Downey, Jr. is a great example of that sort of chutzpah. He's also one of my many "types" (but I digress). What I've learned about The ex-ADDICT is that he is an AMAZING lover! I mean, he will bite you, literally try to snort you, drink you, hold on to the high you give. Then, he will be filled with so much remorse after hours of rocking your planet, that he'll call his sponsor.
Simply put, the receiver of his passions, become his substitute drug. I have spoken to many women who've had unhealthy relationships with this type and sure enough the consensus has been "AMAZING LOVER! BEST SEX EVER! VERY GENEROUS! INSATIABLE! and my personal favorite comes from a new kindred spirited gal-pal Nikki. She finished the sentence :"they will bite you"with "and CHOKE you!"
So how does this story and completely unscientific theory of mine apply to the Nadegeism "Prudish-whore"? Well, as Mr. ex-tv star- super handsome- chiseled -face- now sober -trying to get back in the game, walked me to my car at the end of the evening, I had a decision to make. Flashes of my theory came at me as if I was about to take my last breath. Will he prove or disprove my theory? There's only one way to find out? Do I find out? A few hours of being someone's unadulterated pleasure chest would allow my theory some bragging rights. I should take one for team Nadege...
The Prude won! I coyly offered him my business card with the admonition to "use it wisely!"
Better luck next time, "Whore!"
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